Respuesta :
Answer:
Welcoming spring:
Up on a hilltop sits an old tree
And on that old tree sits an old swing
It calls for me
As I grow near the old oak tree
I can hear a song bird sing
It sings for me
I take in a deep breath as I see;
All that the new season has to bring
All it brings for me
Whilst sitting under the old oak tree;
Green is every where, here comes spring
A spring for the old tree
A spring for me
Explanation:
i wake to the sounds of chirping birds
spring once again has returned
flowers adorn the tall green grass
how i wish this would never pass
children play on the street
colorful rain boots on their feet
canopies of color shoot up from a stick
as kids jump in the puddles quick
the sun brightly shines in the sky
and we see the baby robins learn to fly
i wish that spring would never pass
but i know that this won’t last
the bees are buzzing
i hear sweet humming
spring will come to an end
but it’ll be here next year again